Thanks for the wins!
Odo: Nice aim, sucker.
Lwaxana: What are you going to change shape into now?
Odo: A road runner. Meep! Meep!
Odo: And now, our next song: My heart will go on.
Worf: This wedding reception is without honor!
Quark: What'll it be, Odo?
Odo: You. In Jail.
Odo: By the way, I told my creditors that you'd handle the debts...